Nunavut Lyrics

Is that he whom the dawn delights

Where are his cutback trails and lofty heights

Was his that supermarket wail

He spend last night in jail

The hogs they bought her better half

Their thoughts a gleaming cenotaph

Of treason and of shame

Success their middle name

The racer girl from Nunavut

Was gilded by the corporate

Merchants of disease

Whose money comes with ease

She met them where the snow is thin

Their chant to her was Let's Begin

Milking this great cow

Don't ask; we'll show you how

Now she appears in local stalls

Her face upon grain cereal

Her house is wide and warm

How could she have done harm

Could all that talent fail

She wonders and she flails

The racer girl from Nunavut

Was gilded by the corporate

Merchants of disease

Whose money comes with ease